The path of my life has been long,
I look back as I sweep majestically
Into old age.
This old codger has had a good life,
And what is more
He is still here,
There is still much to do
To forego that life now.
There are the books I need to read,
You know that list of them
That gets ever longer.
There is music to listen to,
I have heard most of it before
But good music needs hearing,
Again and again.
There are words to write,
Like these ones going onto this page.
So be warned all
As the seven zero of my life approaches
I will be here,
Reading books,
Listening to music,
Writing words.
When that final day on earth comes
I will still be here,
As My Spirit will never cease to exist,
Going on to infinity,
And beyond.